“How about you cover your eyes while you do the massage?
Out of sight, out of mind.
It’ll make me feel a bit better.”
Zheng Yan sighed.
He saw that the beautiful woman seemed to be blushing a little.
‘Is she actually embarrassed?’
‘I never thought someone with such an outgoing personality could be shy.’
He agreed, saying, “Alright, if you’re shy, I’ll cover my eyes.”
“Who…
who’s shy?
I’m just afraid you’ll try something.” The woman grew flustered, embarrassed as if he had seen right through her.
“Okay, I’m closing my eyes.”
After Zheng Yan spoke, he closed his eyes.
The woman waved a hand in front of his face, and only then did she feel safe enough to extend her foot.
Zheng Yan held her ankle.
It was incredibly smooth, like a piece of finely carved jade.
‘No wonder so many people have a thing for feet,’ he thought.
‘There’s a certain mystique to them.’
It made little difference whether Zheng Yan’s eyes were open or closed.
He located the spot he had injured and applied a bit of pressure.
“Ah~”
The woman groaned from the sudden pain.
“Miss, please try not to make such strange noises,” Zheng Yan said with a smile.
The woman’s face immediately turned red.
She explained, “It’s only because you’re pressing too hard!
I wasn’t making a noise, I was just…
just warming up my voice.”
“Is that so?
Then you should practice some more.” After saying this, he pressed down hard again.
“Ah~!” The woman quickly clamped a hand over her mouth to keep herself from making another sound.
Zheng Yan pressed two more times, then stood up and opened his eyes.
“Alright, you can try it now.
Does it still hurt?”
“It’s better already?” The woman tried to stand up.
The piercing pain in her ankle was actually gone.
“It doesn’t hurt anymore?
Are you really a doctor?” The woman’s eyes widened in astonishment.
Zheng Yan rolled his eyes at her.
“Of course.
Why would I lie to you?”
“How would I know?
Maybe you were just trying to take advantage of me,” the woman muttered, pouting.
“Xiaoyan, he helped treat you.
Hurry up and thank him.”
The old man who had been practicing Tai Chi nearby walked over and spoke.
“I’m not thanking him!
He’s the one who injured me in the first place,” the woman said, puffing her cheeks in anger.
“I saw the whole thing.
You tried to ambush him and got hurt in the process. New chapters come out on g.com first.
He put that aside to help you, so you should thank him.”
Listening to the old man’s lecture, the woman could only say softly, “Sorry.”
Zheng Yan smiled and said, “It’s fine.
I didn’t mind my strength for a moment there and hurt her.”
Seeing how reasonable Zheng Yan was, the old man laughed and stroked his beard.
“Haha, that’s good.
You must be the person Lu Yan mentioned yesterday, the one who outran her, right?
She’s been completely fixated on surpassing you.”
Lu Yan’s face reddened.
“Master, what are you talking about?
What do you mean, ‘fixated’?
That’s nonsense.”
“I’m not talking nonsense.
When you came back, you told me some guy actually managed to beat your speed, and that you wanted to race him next time.”
“Master, don’t expose me like that!” Lu Yan’s face instantly flushed red.
She had just been venting to her master; she never thought he would actually say it out loud.
And right in front of the person in question, too.
How could she not be mortified?
The old man burst into laughter, then turned to Zheng Yan.
“My disciple may be unaccomplished, but her Martial Dao has reached the Innate Realm.
The fact that you can outrun her shows your own skills are quite profound.”
“It was just a fluke.
According to Miss Lu, it wasn’t a fair win.
She was out of stamina, whereas I was just getting started.”
“From your technique just now, it seems you are not only a martial artist but also skilled in medicine.
May I ask who your master is?”
The old man asked with curiosity.
There weren’t many Martial Artists in Nanjiang City, and the old man had heard of most of them.
But he had never heard of anyone who was both a martial artist and a doctor.
Zheng Yan felt a bit awkward.
‘Why does everyone keep asking who my master is?’
‘If I had to name a master, it would have to be the ancestor in my family’s Jade Pendant.’
‘But he already achieved the Dao and ascended.’
“My name is Zheng Yan.
My master has…
passed on.
He is no longer in this world.”
Hearing Zheng Yan say this, the old man sighed and didn’t press the matter.
Beside them, Lu Yan’s eyes darted about.
“Since you know medicine, can you cure my master’s illness?”
Hearing this, the old man laughed heartily.
“Ah, Xiaoyan, no one can cure this illness of mine.
Even Mr.
Zheng would probably be helpless.”
He had already come to terms with it.
He would live out whatever time his body had left, one day at a time.
Rather than searching for an illusory cure, it was better to live each day to the fullest.
Hearing her own master say this, Lu Yan could only lower her head in disappointment.
Seeing the two of them looking a bit melancholic, Zheng Yan spoke up.
“I can actually treat your illness.
It just might take a rather long time.”
“You can treat it?” The two of them froze for a moment, then looked up at Zheng Yan.
“You’re bluffing.
My master said no one can cure this illness.
You’re about the same age as me, how could you possibly cure it?” Lu Yan said, dissatisfied.
‘I can’t believe he’s just another show-off.’
“Mr.
Zheng, you don’t need to comfort an old man like me.
I know my own body.”
Seeing that they didn’t believe him, Zheng Yan continued, “If I’m not mistaken, your lungs suffered a traumatic injury in the past, and it has lingered to this day.
That’s why your breathing is somewhat disordered.
I’m afraid this illness has been dragging on for a long time, hasn’t it?”
The old man was stunned.
He looked Zheng Yan up and down.
‘He was able to describe my condition perfectly.
Could he really have the ability to treat me?’
“Xiaoyan, did you tell Mr.
Zheng about my condition?”
Lu Yan shook her head.
“I didn’t tell him a thing!
I wish I could just punch him.”
The old man pondered for a moment, then looked at Zheng Yan and said, “That’s right.
When I was young, I was competitive and loved to spar with people.
I was injured by an expert during one of those matches.
Medical care wasn’t as advanced back then, and the injury has lingered ever since.”
“If I hadn’t cultivated the Martial Dao, I would have died long ago.”
“After all these years, I’ve recently been feeling more and more powerless.
I’m afraid I don’t have much longer to live.”
“You can treat my master?” Lu Yan asked, blinking her big eyes curiously.
“I can, but because it’s been so many years, it will require a long period of conditioning.”
Seeing Zheng Yan confirm once again that it could be treated.
The old man was overjoyed.
His lips trembled as he said, “If Divine Doctor Zheng can truly cure my illness, I, Fang Guosheng, will be eternally grateful!!!”
Zheng Yan waved his hand.
“There’s no need for thanks.
Saving lives and curing illnesses is what a doctor should do.
Since I’ve seen your condition, it’s only natural that I help.
However, the treatment will require some very expensive medicinal herbs.”
“Divine Doctor Zheng, you needn’t worry.
I still have some family savings.”
“Then that’s settled.
I’ll write a prescription and send it to you.
You’ll need to get the herbs and brew them for a medicinal bath according to my instructions.”
“Good, good.” Fang Guosheng looked around excitedly, but there was nowhere to write.
“Divine Doctor Zheng, I didn’t bring any paper with me.
How about you add my disciple as a friend and send it via phone?”
“That works.”
After adding her as a friend, Zheng Yan sent the prescription over.
Fang Guosheng took one look and said with some surprise, “These herbs will indeed be difficult to obtain.
Things like the three-hundred-year-old ginseng and angelica root will take some time.”
“Three days.
I will gather all of them.”
Zheng Yan nodded.
“Three days it is, then.
The first medicinal bath will also require my acupuncture.
I’ll come over then to administer the needles.”
Fang Guosheng clasped his fists together in thanks.
“I’ll be troubling you, Divine Doctor Zheng.”
“I have something else to do, so I’ll be leaving first.”
Zheng Yan had to meet Bai Zhi today, so he left.
Watching Zheng Yan’s departing figure, Lu Yan asked, “Master, can someone so young really cure your illness?”
“You know, many specialists and physicians have been unable to treat your illness.”
Fang Guosheng said calmly, “This young man is no simple character.
He was able to see the cause of my illness at a glance.”
“Besides, even if he can’t cure me, I have nothing to lose.”
“Master, you have such a great attitude.”
“Haha, if my attitude wasn’t good, I’d have died long ago.”
He glanced at the prescription on the phone.
“Come on.
Let’s go prepare these things.”